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Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God

Chapter 1803 - Capítulo 1803: 867: Death Stalker (Part 2)

Author: Eternal Night Knight
updatedAt: 2026-01-27

Capítulo 1803: Chapter 867: Death Stalker (Part 2)

“Sazass!” the Light Spirit Witch coldly uttered a name.

Among the Red Robe Mages, the one who mastered negative energy so profoundly was none other than the first chair of the Red Robe Mages.

A silhouette not even one-tenth the height of her Totem Body appeared directly above the Corpse Centipede. The darkness swirling around him seemed to have a mind of its own, moving freely, while the terrifying Corpse Centipede was cowering at his feet like a little pug, just short of wagging its tail.

The darkness, as tangible as a substance, churned downward from his body and surrounded the Corpse Centipede, seemingly ready to engulf it.

“Don’t even think about it!” The Light Spirit Witch, without a second thought, unleashed a precise strike, “Light of Destruction.”

Dazzling light began to gather madly around her, compressing her into a ball of light, firing directly towards the man and the Corpse Centipede.

“Obliteration Void!”

Sazass used the same technique as before, but this time the black void was more than ten times larger than before, completely shrouding himself and the Corpse Centipede.

Boom!

The two collided, unleashing a horrific explosion.

Positive and negative energy shot out in all directions.

Where positive energy scattered, night turned into day. Any undead in the area of effect, one after another, dissolved on the spot, disappearing entirely, while physical ones fell to the ground, turning back into corpses.

Where negative energy crumbled, moonlight was utterly obliterated, becoming pure night, with not a trace of light visible. All the undead let out excited howls, their momentum escalating, and the undead fire on their bodies grew even more intense.

The condensation and utilization of legendary magic with the elements were far beyond what ordinary spells could compare to.

The two collided.

The Light of Destruction from the Light Spirit Witch couldn’t exert its destructive traits.

Sazass’s Obliteration Void’s obliterative traits were rendered ineffective.

But the Light Spirit Witch knew, in this confrontation, her opponent had a slight upper hand because the Corpse Centipede had vanished.

It wasn’t destroyed by her Light of Destruction; it was teleported away by her opponent’s spell. The opponent was multitasking and managed to tie with her.

As for where the Corpse Centipede went, she thought, it was undoubtedly Mosantiel City.

Not just here, but the terrifying undead transformed by the Soul Gathering Arrays were summoned and then teleported away by those Necromancers.

These Necromancers were using these corpses to create war tools for themselves.

No matter how the Light Spirit Witch maneuvered, she was blocked by Ser’s first chair, including any attempts at teleportation, which were forcibly interrupted. The intent was clear: to keep her firmly occupied here.

She was the sharpest sword Laiserman Kingdom had against the undead. As long as she was held back, the other witches’ methods against the undead would be substantially hindered.

Moreover, their situation was likely similar to hers; they had already been held back by other first chairs of the Red Robe Mages.

Unlike the Tukan People, they have been in magical conflict with the Kingdom of Ser for countless years, both sides knowing each other well.

Whenever war broke out, they would find ways to hold back the opponent’s top combat forces, to prevent affecting the balance of warfare.

Especially Ser’s Red Robe Mages, who were well aware of the trouble these Haslan Witches could cause when stationed in the Mage Towers in Mosantiel City.

Before the siege, they would think of ways to lure them out.

This time was no exception.

These Soul Gathering Arrays were not only recruitment points for the Kingdom of Ser but also traps to lure the Haslan Witches.

If they didn’t intervene, with the hundreds of thousands of corpses hidden in Lake Asen, they wouldn’t know how many terrifying undead like Death Stalkers could be summoned.

Death Stalker is the real name for that kind of Corpse Centipede.

Strictly speaking, these Death Stalkers weren’t created from those corpses; rather, they were summoned using them as sacrifices.

Death Stalkers are a type of Undead Demon whose original home is the Plains of Bone in the Bottomless Abyss.

There, the Demon Lords molded them with skeletal power from the Plains of Bone, granting them the frightening ability to endlessly consume corpses for growth.

Ironically, though stemming from a plane filled with countless skeletal remains, they cannot absorb any from the Plains of Bone, because in some sense, they are an extension of the Plains of Bone, created as hunters to collect souls and skeletal remains from other planes.

When they return or die, the souls and bodies they swallowed are likely drawn directly to the Plains of Bone and become part of it.

Sure enough, messages came from the other Haslan Witches; they were also blocked by the other first chairs of the Red Robe Mages.

The only one free was the Water Spirit Witch.

Her abilities were the weakest against the undead; most undead are immune to freezing magic.

The previously spectacular display by the Tremor Bomb Matrix in front of the Tukan Army had its effectiveness heavily reduced against Ser’s Skeleton Legion.

Because the undead cannot be drowned, falling into the lake, they can still struggle forward and even poison the surrounding water, with many rotten zombies carrying severe corpse poison.

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